A growing tension between usNever letting you restRunning blindly to the pointJust to be the bestThis event only tears you downCan't you feel the blade?You're filled with fear, stress and painWhile my strength is HATE! Every round is beating youBack deeper into your pitCan't you see the facts of the life, Which ain't that hard to admit?As you raise your fist to fight

It'll loose the stream to flowIt drowns you by the tar of hateYou're the constant number TWO! Remember, it is up to youTo continue this raceJust those words for giving upI'm the ruler of this gameIt's not a shame to lose the dayIf your enemy is strongerBut it is foolishness trying to beatThe tar black stream of Chaos